I have been working towards that perfect closet. A season of no shopping certainly helped. Instead of perusing things online, I spent time taking things out of my little reach-in closet.
Over the past few months, I have made use of Leila’s empty crib to hold the things I no longer wanted, or was pretty sure I no longer wanted. The longer they spent time in the fashion purgatory, the less I hesitated on letting them go on to someone else’s closet.
I’ve whittled down my collection and pulled out an even smaller capsule wardrobe from there.
For the most part I am sticking to 7 pairs of shoes, 5 bottoms (jeans/overalls/shorts/skirts), 15 tops, 4 cardigans, 7 dresses, 2 jumpsuits and 2 jackets, though I continue to pare everything down until there is not much more than “the capsule” remaining.
I have come to learn that the less I own, the less I want. And the less I shop, the more I enjoy what I have.
I am being honest about what I actually need in my current life and what I do not (goodbye professional slacks, irregardless of how flattering you might be). And acknowledging that less (yoga clothes) is enough, even if it requires more frequent laundry.
I am taking fashion notes from my toddler and bringing my dresses back to playtime and being (less) fearless in embracing my sense of fashion.
I am honing my personal style and learning to recognize it when I see it. If I put something on and it feels uncomfortable or unflattering or I just want to take it back off, I do. And then I toss it in the trash crib.
A smaller closet is just as gloriously wonderful has I imagined!